A cry of death, accompanied by the rain of blood and the shattering void, resounded throughout the entire sky. Although the tone was indifferent, and even revealed a trace of exhaustion, it was intangible and insubstantial. People are greatly shocked.
One sword! Just one sword! Jiang Chen, who came from the world of the heavens, only used one sword to kill Heavenly Burial Thirteen, a strong man who was also in the Yuwang realm, on the spot. This kind of strength was really beyond everyone's imagination.
The Gorefiend's face was full of awe, and despite his ferocity, there was a hint of horror in his eyes. Apparently, Jiang Chen's powerful attack on Sky Burial Thirteen in one move really shocked him. But then, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Sakyamuni, the son of the Origin Buddha, opposite him, and said with a ferocious smile: "The blood stimulated my magic sword, and now my sword wants to drink There’s blood!”
Sakyamuni put his hands together, and saw the Brahma blooming in the void, and a vast Buddhist kingdom appeared faintly. In an instant, dozens of huge Bodhi trees rose from the sky, their branches and leaves swaying, thousands of threads, and brilliant. The Buddha's light shone and condensed into Buddhist inscriptions, jumping in mid-air. As his five fingers moved together, they actually gathered together to form a huge Buddha pestle, which he held in his palm: "Today, I, Buddha Fight the devil!"
As soon as the words fell, the Buddha's pestle struck, like the heaven and earth collapsing, like the universe splitting apart, and the demonic Buddha's pestle was directed towards it. The power of the Buddha's pestle was overwhelming, causing the wind and clouds to change color!
"You want to cross me, but do you know how heavy I am? Don't be so tired that you drown in the sea of misery."
The blood demon sneered in response. Behind him, a hazy blood-colored figure had risen into the sky. In an instant, the blood-colored long knife, which was more than a thousand feet long, cut across the entire sky. The terrifying light of the knife seemed to be sharp. I want to tear apart everything in front of me.
"boom!"
The light of the sword flashed, the Buddha chanted, and in an instant, terrifying fluctuations arose. The rolling terrifying energy spread to the surroundings like a stormy sea.
"Zheng~~~~"
Accompanied by a high-pitched sword cry, in an instant, two huge swords rose into the sky at the same time. In the storm that filled the sky, the long swords of Daoji Xuan Cang and Son of Light were unsheathed at the same time. The fierce and sharp sword energy streaked across the sky like a horse, shooting straight at each other.
It has to be said that the Son of Light, as a genius of a generation, is worthy of his name. He has the holy sword in hand, and the sharp edge is directed at him. Every sword contains the power of judgment beyond ordinary people's imagination. The judgment of light cannot be resisted.
The Tao is extremely mysterious, and the power of the Cang Xuan is infinite. The Tao sword is waving its edge wantonly, and the sharp sword light plays a long song of Tao in the interlacing clang and follower.
"Jiang Chen, you are indeed worthy of being a Saint King!"
In an instant, one of the four great masters was reduced. Long Xiao couldn't help but have a strong scruple in his brows. Yes, he had already developed a great fear of Jiang Chen. Regardless of his strength, This is true even in terms of intelligence.
"However, even three against one is enough to kill you!"
There was no expression on Feixue's beautiful face. After some shock, at this moment, her heart was as silent as the thousand-year-old ice lake. No one could detect the slightest fluctuation in her heart. She was just silent. Suspended in mid-air, a pair of eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen.
"Yeah?"
Jiang Chen responded unequivocally. Against all the powerful men, although he seemed to have killed the Thirteen Heavenly Burial Thirteen with one sword in a majestic manner, in that short moment, two sword strikes had already brought him great consequences. There was a huge amount of consumption. At this moment, the three masters were paying attention at the same time. The pressure was so great that it was extraordinary.
When he first arrived in the Jizhou world, he met Taoist Master Feixue and defeated him with a snap of his fingers, almost killing him. Then in the final holy city, he defeated Feixue forcefully, avenging his previous shame and the hatred between the two. It is not that it has been resolved, but the knot has become deeper and deeper, and now, it is a never-ending situation!
Filled with hatred, Feixue completely lost the holiness she once had. Instead, she gave Jiang Chen a very terrifying feeling. Her demeanor and temperament were just like her own back then.
Hatred is indeed one of the most terrifying forces between heaven and earth. Feixue is good at attacking. Coupled with her hatred, the lethality has been increased to a shocking level, otherwise it would be impossible to reveal it. It emits such a fierce momentum that is breathtaking!
As Long Xiao is the unparalleled genius of the Shenlong clan, his strength cannot be underestimated. Facing a powerful enemy like Jiang Chen, the fighting spirit in him suddenly burst out, and the fiery light in his eyes burst out. It also made Jiang Chen feel very uncomfortable.
For Jiang Chen, this is undoubtedly an extremely powerful opponent. The Shenlong clan is innately powerful and will probably be his most difficult opponent.
As for the Kyuubi, it seemed that he was full of charm and enchanting, but behind the charm, there was a greater danger hidden. Jiang Chen couldn't help but frown at it at a glance.
Four people, three against one, were all exuding extremely high fighting spirit at this moment, and the terrifying mental pressure on each other was unfathomable.
Wu Ancestor sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly watching the confrontation between the powerful men in the sky. At this moment, his power had been restored to some extent, but he was still short of the last step. His eyes were calm, as if there was no The slightest fluctuation made him look so calm, as if he was a passer-by watching the excitement outside the world.
However, he was only calm on the surface. Every time he thought of the scene where Jiang Chen killed the Heavenly Burial Thirteen with one sword, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. The subtlety had already stirred up a storm in his heart.
The silent and unintentional mental pressure was even more terrifying. It was like a sharp sword pointed directly at the hearts of Feixue and the other three people, causing them to have endless scruples, like a thorn in their backs.
"Do it!"
Jiang Chen knew that even with the help of Martial Ancestor's spiritual power, it was a pity that the current Martial Ancestor's skills had not recovered and it was impossible to participate in the battle. Therefore, in the end, this battle had to rely on himself. Therefore, with a In the situation of two, he had to take the initiative again.
"Zheng—"
With a high-pitched sword cry erupting above, the endless sword intent, as if it were real, suddenly reached the sky, and above Sanheng Zhaoshi, a fierce sword energy thousands of feet long roared. Cutting through the sky, he went straight to kill the three strong men on the opposite side.
"Hmph! The same trick is enough once, but you are thinking of doing it a second time!"
Feixue snorted coldly, raised her hand, the divine sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling silver sword light burst out. The sharp sword light shot up from the sky. Facing Jiang Chen's domineering sword this time, she didn't even think about it. Retreat instead of advance.
She knew that Jiang Chen's swordsmanship and sword power were unparalleled in the world. Therefore, when the sword was drawn, the sword edge trembled, and the sword energy was layered on top of each other, like the tide rising above the river. Continuously.
“Giggle……….”
Like a silver bell, with a sweet smile, full of endless charm, the figure of the nine-tails changed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it had retreated thousands of miles. At the same time, the image of a nine-tailed celestial fox that reached the sky and the earth suddenly appeared behind it.
"Come on, little brother, come and play..."
He raised his jade hand lightly and picked it with his fingertips. Immediately, the surrounding void seemed to be drawn in by an invisible and immaterial force. Time flowed, wrapped in endless fantasy images, like a dream, outlining a beautiful dream.
On the other side, Long Xiao snorted coldly when he saw this. Although he didn't say anything, he also had no intention of shrinking this time. He raised his hand gently, and thunder surged high above the sky. Countless thunders surged. In the flash of electric light, a huge thunder dragon was outlined. The dragon's body surged, stirring up the wind and clouds. It was unparalleledly powerful, and the power of the innate divine beast finally appeared as an iceberg.
"Blazing Thunder Heavenly Punishment!"
The Thunder of Heaven's Punishment came to the world and exploded in the air for a moment. The majestic thunder dragon descended from the sky and transformed into a dragon spear. It landed in Long Xiao's hand. With his next step, he took the next step with unparalleled domineering momentum. If the sky and the earth collapse, the spear point will be directed, the sharp edge will penetrate the sky, and it will go straight towards the terrifying sword that splits the sky, and will attack it without any sign of weakness...
(End of chapter)